Okay, I've been ebbing a larval existence for a while, and I shall continue to do so until I'm fully patched up, no apologies.

I seen an E.N.T a couple of weeks ago and I really would rather not talk about this stuff, and will write some cool update to wash it off my wall, but I know I got a couple of friends out there (or a little more) so I owe it to you.
(I think I do).

So, after re-classifying my sore throat as 'chronic' (that's the easy part, >2~3 weeks = chronic) I was told to stop smoking. Now this is messing my brains up big time, and supposedly doing my throat loads of good *YIPPPEEE* although, I fail to perceive the benefits so far, also because, in a temporary lapse of lucidity I switched Beijing's delicately flavoured atmosphere for the vivid scent of cow dung in Normandy - so that the fact that I feel, well... marginally better, remains somewhat of an ambiguous piece of information.

So, if you're reading please *wish me well* because it really, really factually helps. Not just writing it on my wall (like I care) but actually stopping for 1 second (keep the minute of silence for something serious, plz) and wishing well. And if you got smokey joes around you don't be an ass and rabbit about passive smoking, just let them know that smoking can reduce 6 months of their own life to utter, laughable misery, not to say anything about the bad stuff and I won't, and please don't even comment about it as I don't need anybody to depress me more already.